Kinja double-post, whoops!

Irritable single lady with a law degree, thank you very much.

It’s interesting that she chose to wear Steven Tyler’s entire body, face, and hair as an outfit. Certainly fits the theme.

What this says to me is that someone should show up in something they grabbed off the rack at the Herald Square Macy’s while rushing from a casual lunch meeting downtown.

I mean, thank GOD she finally changed that hair color she had, which only ever washed her out (plus, you know Anna Wintour made her change so they didn’t have identical red carpet bobs), but man, that lipstick is a rough choice.

I did it once — all in, with the carry on bag, cancellations, and delays, it cost more than the Southwest flight I had to buy at the airport to replace the return flight that Spirit cancelled for no discernible reason. Never ever again.

At least she looks like an actual adult here and isn’t doing that “sexy toddler” look that made her famous.

Did Samer ever get his winter boo?? Did he and Cardi B ever get froyo together?!?

I think the young designer describing it maaaaaaaay have had something to do with that.

Do you also have a thing for Stephen Mangan and Dan Bejar? If so, you might be the only other person with whom I share I “type”.

I think I’m mostly uncomfortable with how comfortable I am with it.

Ted Cruz, deliberately misleading the public on baby part prices with that graphic. “$22,610" may look impressive, but that’s a measly $595/baby brain!

Good god, this is worse than people who sleep with blankets instead of comforters! What are you top sheet-less people doing with your life? Literally, how do you sleep at night?

Right??? The correct list is: 1. Dodger Dog; 2. Doyer Dog; 3. Elote; 4. Nachos; 5. Another order of nachos.

I can’t decide if Imo’s is a point for or against St. Louis.

You guys have a lot of bad opinions about avocados. But Samer’s right about the testicle thing.

Given that loads of us Dodger fans in LA can’t actually watch Vin call the games thanks to my actual nemesis TimeWarner, I second this opinion.

So is’s true — Mr. Baseball really is the lovechild of Michael Chabon and W.P. Kinsella, conceived under the bleachers of the local high school on a warm spring night and born, screaming, underneath the Green Monster, with a full head of hair which smelled faintly of sawdust and Copenhagen.

Man oh man, HarvestMoon, get thee to a Spotify playstation! Neko Case, Laura Marling, Joanna Newsom (and that’s just the ladies!)

I found more on swank Poodletown! Specifically, a fashion show party at Poodletown, for some reason covered by the Sydney Morning Herald in 1957: https://www.newspapers.com/newspage/12344…